I am God Chapter 275: : Chaptery of Myth

In the quiet Temple of Radiance.

A winged girl knelt in front of the statue, and behind her, the winged queen Melde faced the sun shining through the window.

The thin and light clothes couldn't hide the graceful figure of the Winged Queen, so the loose white robe gave the other party a tight feeling.

The simple robe can only reach the elbows, she is stepping on the ground with bare feet, without any other decorations on her body, plus the holy white wings behind her, the words sacred and beautiful are perfectly integrated on the queen's body Together.

Winged Queen Melde looked at the statue intoxicated, while the Winged girl who turned her head was full of uneasiness and fear.

"Mother."

"Are we really going to let God come down?"

"Maybe God should have lived in God's kingdom, and all we did was to disturb His peace."

The winged girl Duma looked at her mother and said in a suspicious voice.

"Maybe."

"From the very beginning, the gods did not need our sacrifices, everything we did was not what the gods needed"

Before Duma finished speaking, the Winged Queen Meld immediately looked at her with extremely stern eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

"Duma!"

"Are you questioning our faith, or the will of God?"

She went to the gods.

The sun streams in through the back windows, illuminating the stone statues of gods.

And the shadow.

It is projected on Meld and Duma.

The Queen of the Winged Man sternly questioned Duma, who was kneeling under the statue, about her faith and piety.

"As a believer in God."

"Don't you feel God's will? God is waking up from a deep sleep."

"He will return irresistibly, in this age, in this world."

Meilde asked Duma: "What did you encounter that made you hesitate and shake you so much."

"Just seeing a false **** makes your faith less firm?"

Duma immediately said: "No!"

"I still believe in the Lord of Radiance. He has given us strength and civilization. He is our god."

Mother's question made Duma very scared.

It is a matter of course to have a devout belief in the gods and dedicate everything to the gods.

At least.

It is so in the hearts of these believers.

Even Duma herself, if she sacrifices herself for God, she will feel that it is her supreme glory.

The doubt she has always had is not doubting the gods, but whether her mother's actions really represent the will of the gods.

But in front of her mother, she suddenly felt that she was wrong.

A devout believer, a believer who dedicates everything to the gods.

How can you mishear the will of the gods, and how can you do things that go against the wishes of the gods?

Melder had to prepare for the coming of the gods. Although she was dissatisfied with Duma's words, she didn't scold her daughter too much.

"I want to welcome the coming of the gods, and I have more important things to do."

"As for those snake people far away on the peninsula and by the sea, you can go and proclaim the power of God to them, and let them know the greatness of the Lord of Radiance."

"I allow them to become followers of the Lord of Radiance. This is their glory and a gift from God."

Meilde looked at Duma: "Put away your weakness and compassion, and give some power and punishment to mortals when the time is right."

"I hope you can do this well."

"If you can't do it, or those snake people can't appreciate the greatness of God."

"I will let them know what the punishment and wrath of the gods are like."

Duma had her own plan in mind, and she originally wanted to take over this task by herself.

She asked her mother: "What are you going to do for God's coming?"

"How can Duma help you?"

Winged Queen Meld: "God needs more messengers from the sky to welcome His coming and build His kingdom on earth."

"If you don't want to do this, just do your own thing well."

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Next, the Sky Angels of Glory City carried out several more sacrifices.

Under the call of the gods, more people came from afar.

There are many sky envoys in Glory City.

This glorious city is becoming more and more like a kingdom of God's messengers.

Beautiful and holy creatures with white wings serve great gods, live in cities like the kingdom of the sky, and rule over the highest mountains in the north of the mainland.

The overcrowded City of Trials below gradually regained its balance.

At least there is no longer a large number of people being starved to death, and a dozen people vying for a piece of food.

Someone from the City of Trials broke through the sky and flew to the top of the mountain, becoming God's messenger in the sky.

Some people bathed in the Holy Light and were reborn, regained a healthy and sound body, and started their own life again.

The world above and below the mountain.

With this cruelty under the cover of the sacred, a perfect balance was achieved.

The heavens got what they wanted, and the mortals got what they wanted.

However.

The owner of the City of Glory, the Winged Queen Meld, doesn't seem very happy.

Because the gods became more active after the sacrifice, and there was no sign of coming to the world at all.

In the Temple of Radiance.

Winged Queen Meld, who just finished the trial of the sky, looked up at the sky.

Her inspiration and vision have passed through reality, and she has seen the magnificent door of mythology.

The pattern of the path of wisdom on the door of spirituality became more shining, and the originally blurred patterns were lit up one by one, exuding colorful fluorescence.

"Why?"

When there was no one around, and when he was not in front of Duma, Melde also revealed a trace of doubt in his heart.

"We have been sacrificial for nearly two hundred years, and the door of mythology has been opened for decades."

"Why can't God come to this world?"

Two hundred years ago, the Yi people were inspired by God on the sea and began to believe in the Lord of Glory.

Decades ago, the Winged Queen Meld opened the door of spirituality, transformed all powerful beings into powerful sky angels, and ushered in a new era.

God must come to this world.

At least this point, Melder is very sure.

She had heard the whispers of the gods again and again, and listened to the oracle of the Lord of Radiance.

The great God of West Asia will return from time and time to retrieve everything he has lost.

She remembered the previous sentence clearly, and she recited it countless times in her heart when she was praying.

However.

What Melder doesn't know is.

The second half of the sentence that she has never paid attention to is the most important content in the oracle.

It is not after the return of the Lord of Radiance that everything that was once can be retrieved.

It is necessary to retrieve everything that was once, so that the Lord of Radiance can return from time and time.

Melder asked himself: "Is the sacrifice not enough?"

Then she immediately denied the question: "No, it shouldn't be like this."

"Two hundred years of sacrifices have sacrificed so many Yiren. If this is not enough, even if all the Yiren are sacrificed, it will be useless."

Melder didn't think it was a matter of sacrifice.

Sacrificing is only to gradually awaken the consciousness of the gods, but for the gods to descend into this world again, other conditions and factors are needed.

"Sacrifice alone is not enough for the gods to descend."

"Other conditions are required."

And this answer can only be found within the door of spirituality.

There is only the great Lord of Radiance, and there are only gods.

Being able to tell her.

Meld put his hands together and recited the incantation.

"Spell: Light."

Light fell from the sky and shone into the temple.

Pairs of wings spread out behind Melder, eight pairs of holy white wings were bathed in light, and flew into the sky with Melder.

In the light, Meld disappeared into the world.

Under the guidance of the spiritual gate, Melde walked to the edge of the dream world.

Eight-winged sky makes a little closer, towards the sacred spiritual door.

The giant door in her eyes is getting bigger and bigger, so big that her eyes can't fully take this giant into sight.

She stood at the foot of this door and held out her hand.

"God!"

"Open the door of your kingdom for me!"

Melder pushed open the spiritual door and entered it again.

The ocean of spirituality enveloped Melde and drew her into the world inside the door. She felt that she was thrown into the ocean of the ancient times, and one translucent ancient creature after another swam by her side.

Melder once again saw the shocking picture, recording the changes of the years and the evolution of species at the gate of spirituality.

Under the vastness and vicissitudes of that time, the insignificant her was submerged in an instant.

Not only her body, but also her will,

The short history of the Winged Man is not worth mentioning here.

Melder finally stabilized his figure.

Standing on the ocean in the ancient times, she looked at everything around her and called out loudly.

"God of dawn and dusk, Lord of eternal light."

"I am your follower, your humble and devout follower Meld."

"I heard your call, I obey your will, I will help you come to this world at all costs, even if I sacrifice everything I have, I am willing."

Melder spun her body, she turned her head and looked around, as if she was looking for where the **** was.

On the boundless ocean, she shouted hoarsely.

"God!"

"If you hear my wish, please give me guidance!"

After the voice fell, Melder fell from the surface of the sea into the sea.

A fish that Melder had never seen swam past her.

The fish flicked their tails comfortably, swam across the blue and clear sea, and headed for the depths of the ocean.

That is the oldest fish in the world, a species created by the Creator himself.

The archaeopteryx.

It was born 200 million to tens of millions of years ago, because of the appeal of the first generation of wise king, King Laidlich. Live on earth, because God Sai made it for his firstborn.

Countless years have passed, and it has long since disappeared along with the Sanye people.

But just like the blood of wisdom, its blood has survived and evolved into various marine and land animals today.

In the sea, on the land.

Countless species have originated from it and are descended from it.

Melder followed the archeopteryx and went to the distant place with it. She watched the archeopteryx disappear in an instant, replaced by another species, and one species after another continued to cycle and replace until now.

A whisper fell into Melder's mind, as if telling her what this scene was about.

"The path of wisdom is reincarnated!"

"Reincarnation"

"Reincarnation"

"Reincarnation again and again"

The voice has no emotion, but it makes people feel endless desolation.

200 million years of reincarnation, rebirth and death again and again.

That is something that mortals will never understand.

Melder could see very clearly this time, unlike the last time when he was completely immersed in shock and was confused.

She saw the will of the gods descending on different species time and time again.

But none of them can really descend into this world.

In the whirlpool of the ocean, she saw the ocean ebb, and saw plants and animals crawling onto the land.

She stood on the shore and watched the two-finned fish crawl into the swamp.

"Are these species too weak? So they can't bear the descending of God?"

Melder seemed to have found the answer and knew the truth of everything.

There was a flush on her face, and she had an extremely terrifying thought, but the thought was so exciting and passionate to her.

She stood on the illusory continent, looking at the sky.

"If there is no other life in this world that can bear the magnificence of the gods, and cannot allow the gods to truly descend in this world."

"What a god!"

"Let the humble me, let your believers be your gate to this world!"

She opened her arms and embraced the sky.

She stood on tiptoe, trembling with excitement.

"Let the gods be born from my body!"

As soon as Melde finished speaking, all the pictures disappeared.

The entire world inside the door turned into darkness, and a huge vortex appeared within the darkness, as if a huge eye was watching Meld.

Melder knelt on the ground, prostrate to the god.

"Great God!"

"Forgive me, my humble one, for such an idea is born to you, a believer who is as small as dust."

"But if you really need it, please use my body."

Meld: "Please!"

"Merge with me!"

The light flooded the whole world.

When Melde raised his head, he found that he was already outside the spiritual gate.

She watched the spiritual door slowly close, but the patterns on the entire mythical door were all lit up.

She felt that the **** had completely awakened, and all the power gathered on the gate, lighting up the mysterious pattern that no one could understand.

Melder knelt in front of the spiritual door, clasped his hands in front of his chest.

Her eyes were fixed on the spiritual door, and the eight white wings behind her trembled slightly.

The huge mythical tree and the road leading to the end of wisdom are all displayed in front of Melder.

Two hundred million years.

For 200 million years, it has been stuck at the first step, and the road of wisdom that has never been completed has started to fully operate this time.

The knowledge, desire, and wisdom above the door were fused together in order, and all of them turned into light and poured into Melder's body.

"Boom!"

Meld accepted everything from the gods with a gesture of looking up, and with a pious and excited expression.

She is willing to be a prop for the gods to come to this world.

The light swept over Meld's side, blowing her long hair.

Infinite power turned into the light of myth and poured into Melder's stomach, turned into the seed of life, condensed into an embryo exuding the power of myth.

The road to wisdom has opened again.

However, it is not the original wisdom, desires, and memories of the Lord of Radiance who are reincarnated, but all the wisdom, desires, and memories of Yiren's sacrifices for two hundred years.

The filthy and chaotic power, along with the power of the spiritual gate, started the path of wisdom.

The sea of ​​spirituality, which is as vast as a vast ocean, continuously flows out of the door, but only a small part finally merged into the birth of mythology.

Even an Eight-Winged Sky Angel and God's Apostle like Melde cannot accommodate the full power of God to reincarnate.

But this is strong enough, unbelievably strong.

The light is gone.

The door of spirituality also became dim.

Meld stood up, and she looked at her abdomen.

"Did I succeed?"

"I really succeeded?"

She gently stroked her belly, with an indescribable fascination and intoxication on her face.

It's just that Melder didn't see it.

One of the feathers on the white wings behind her quietly turned black at this moment.

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The city-state of Evil.

Afran is sorting out the books in the Temple of Knowledge, sorting out book after book that exudes the fragrance of books, and stuffing them on the wooden shelf.

He likes to do this kind of thing that should be done by apprentices.

Avon would come to the library of the Temple of Knowledge to count the books every day, enjoying it very much.

He wrapped himself around the ladder post, and said to the apprentice who was holding a book under the ladder.

"Knowledge is sacred, we should treat it with the most pious heart."

"If you treat knowledge with your heart, you will be able to get the richest reward, the reward that truly belongs to you."

"It is obtained by your hard work and wisdom, and it is the most reliable thing in this world."

The snake man's ladder is very distinctive. It is not layered, but more like a pillar with patterns and ravines.

Snake people can climb up on the pillars, which is more convenient for them.

Facing Afoan, the apprentice apprentices on the side were only nervous and kept nodding their heads.

"I remember, Lord Afran."

Although he remembered this sentence, he didn't understand the deep meaning of Afoan's words.

Yafuan suddenly turned his head and glanced out the window, his pupils shrank slightly.

He lowered his head and said to the apprentice apprentice.

"Go out first, I want to read a book for a while."

"Don't let people come in and disturb me."

As soon as the Servant Apprentice left, he saw a gust of wind blowing the wooden windows.

A beautiful winged girl appeared in the library, looking at the surrounding bookshelves.

She was thinking that one day she must also build such a library for Yiren.

Although her understanding of knowledge is not as thorough as that of Avon, she can also understand the importance of written records to a civilization.

Without writing, without records, a civilization can never grow.

At this time, Yafuan spoke first: "I know you will definitely come again, it took a lot of time to fly all the way here?"

It was Duma who came.

She came again to the capital of the city-state of Evil, and found Avon again.

She learned that Aphran was the most powerful person in the city-state of Evil and the chief servant of the Temple of Knowledge.

Avon's status is, in a sense, similar to that of the Winged Queen Meld.

It's just that the queen of the Yiren has both theocratic power and royal power, while the theocratic power and royal power of the city-state of Aiweier are separate.

Duma learned a little smarter this time, although she still looks immature.

"You don't need to test me, and don't try to find out where we are from my mouth."

Duma warned Avon: "Don't try to get close and look for us, it will bring disaster to you."

The conversation between Yafuan and Duma was really about collecting information. While telling her some truths about Ruhe Giant Island and the gods, she was also collecting information about the Yiren.

Duma also has her own purpose for coming this time, she is more direct.

"If you can get more, can you also change your belief?"

Afoan smiled: "What belief is more reliable than belief in knowledge and truth?"

Duma didn't understand the deep meaning of Afoan's words, she frowned suddenly.

"Although you also have the protection of gods, the Lord of Radiance is more merciful and generous than your gods."

"Your most powerful and powerful person is only you, a third-order powerful person."

Duma stared at Avon, and slowly opened the three pairs of wings behind her.

She, like Yafuan, is a Tier 3 power user.

Avon's expression became serious, and he could feel the power behind the wings.

When he saw the light, his inspiration reminded him that the other party was a huge threat.

He even had a strange feeling that his body and blood vessels became active under the light.

Duma's show of power is not about starting a war.

However, I want to tell Afran the power of the Lord of Radiance, and the power of the Lord of Radiance and the Winged Man is beyond the imagination of the Snakeman.

"If you believe in the Lord of Radiance, you can gain more power."

"My mother, the Queen of the Winged People, became a fourth-order power under the gift of God."

"She surpassed the rank of mortals and became the apostle of God."

"She alone can destroy your homes and destroy all your cities."

"She is different from me, she will not tolerate the existence of people who do not believe in the Lord of Radiance on this continent."

"You are very talented. If you can also believe in the Lord of Radiance, the Lord will definitely send you a rich gift."

Avon frowned suddenly.

The ethnic group of the Winged people is bigger than the Evils. Afyan has long expected that the Wingeds have multiplied for thousands of years not only have a huge ethnic group far surpassing the Evils, but also have more powerful people than the Evils. .

After all, the Aiweier people were originally just a small group of snake people curled up in the corner of Ruhe giant island, while the wing people are complete on this continent.

The large number of people cannot really determine the strength of a faction.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a huge pressure in his heart. There is a fourth-level power among the winged people, which is completely beyond Yafuan's imagination.

No wonder Duma has never paid attention to Afran,

The Wingman has the power of the apostle level, which is completely beyond Afoan's imagination,

Even true gods will not make their own apostles easily.

Firstly, this will distract the power of the gods, and secondly, when the gods need to create an apostle, most of them have some kind of purpose.

In such a continent, what needs an apostle of God to come?

Afoan has some doubts about the state of the gods that Duma believes in: "Sometimes God's excessive gifts are not a good thing."

"Remember what I told you?"

"When you get too close to the sun, it will also lead to disaster."

When Duma saw what Afoan said, he was a little confused.

She was a little angry. Last time Avon disturbed her heart and faith in the same way.

"Don't try to confuse me, snake man."

"I am a devout believer in God."

She was about to leave, and said in a serious tone.

"I'm here to tell you that my mother has noticed you."

"If you are willing to believe in the Lord of Radiance, you can save your ethnic group. If you choose to fight against the power of the gods, all you will get is cruel punishment."

"You still have time to think about it, but my mother doesn't have much patience."

"She is different from me."

Winged girl Duma walked towards the door. She summoned the wind, which made the pages of the library roll and the curtains dance.

At this time.

With her back turned to Avon, she suddenly asked Avon in an uneasy voice.

"God!"

"Can it really descend into this world?"

Afoan didn't know why Duma asked this question, he frowned and said, "Why do you ask this?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the winged girl rushed into the sky with the strong wind and light.